Mud (Audiotree Live Version)

I'll eat the mud
I'll suck the sun
Out of the sky
Puncture the clouds
When I'm throwing down
It won't make a sound
Below te bed
Under the ground
When I fought the night
It stayed asleep
It didn't move
The dark is cheap
I'm brading hair
Braiding it well
My father taught me
Now I can tell
When I sleep
And when I'm awake
I'm not afraid
This dirt is fake